Boss vest is omnipotent

Osamu Dazai jumped off the wall nimbly, walked up to "Chuya Nakahara" with his hands in his pockets, and greeted him with a smile.

If it is not necessary, he doesn't want to talk to Osamu Dazai. On the one hand, the identity he chose is not suitable. There has never been a precedent for meeting him with his own identity. Even he himself can't let the vest appear at the same time for more than a certain period of time. , he was very worried about any side effects.

Another reason is Osamu Dazai himself.Talking to Osamu Dazai will waste a lot of brain cells, even if that person sleeps, he will not stop thinking, and if he relaxes a little, he will lead him by the nose.

"Don't be so nervous, I won't do anything to you." Osamu Dazai raised his hand and showed him his empty hand, "Are you so afraid of me?"

"Stop joking." He sneered, although he had to raise his head to look at Osamu Dazai, but his expression seemed to be looking down at him, "You have no right to give me orders."

"Is it just me? Chuya is really a good dog, loyal and obedient, let me pet your head, be good~" Osamu Dazai couldn't help shrugging and laughing, his outstretched hand was still halfway He just stopped, and he had no doubts that if he really touched it, people from this different world would directly break his hand.

Sure enough, those blue eyes were full of sharp attack power, staring at him mercilessly and strangely.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Finally, the ochre-haired youth sighed, as if he said helplessly, "I'm very busy, so I don't have time to chat with you."

"Answer me a few questions, and I won't pester you if I satisfy my curiosity."

"1 minutes."

"make a deal."

Their fists touched lightly, and they leaned side by side against the wall of the darkening alley.Even in a different world, there is an inexplicable tacit understanding. This kind of cognition makes Osamu Dazai a little complicated.

"What happened to that guy, I can almost simulate it with my brain, but what about you? Why did you appear here." Osamu Dazai looked into the void ahead, and there was a dazzling thing stopped there.

Pink battery car.

"Is it very important?" "Nakahara Chuya" asked rhetorically, he reached into his pocket with one hand, took out the cigarette case and shook out a cigarette.

"Of course." Osamu Dazai said with a smile, bending his eyes, "Maybe let me guess first, Chuka wouldn't die in love with me because he didn't want me?"

The red-haired young man in a suit put a cigarette in his mouth, and took out a lighter from his pocket. The classic "M" logo of the Port Mafia was engraved on it, and said in a flat tone, "What if I say yes."

He ignited the lighter, suddenly felt something was wrong, turned his head, and saw Osamu Dazai who was stunned.

The guy opened his eyes wide, his pupils trembling slightly, and the shock on his face was undisguised.

"Ha, do you believe it?" "Nakahara Chuya" was even more surprised than him, holding the cigarette between two fingers, and repeated, "Do you really believe it?"

"Or you thought it was a joking tone just now." Osamu Dazai sighed exaggeratedly, "I thought you really had some unclear relationship with me, and I couldn't help but tremble all over when I thought of this kind of thing .”

As he said that, he wrapped his hands around his body and really trembled, "After all, I'm so handsome, it's only natural for Zhong to like me..."

Then I saw the complicated expression of the other party, the expression of the top cadre was frozen on the face, slightly raised his head to look at Osamu Dazai, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, don't continue talking."

As if he had finally given up, "Nakahara Chuya" threw up the lighter with one hand, and deftly caught it, saying, "It's not that complicated. He ran away selfishly and died without giving me any explanation. I can only ask the ancestor Mr. Mori."

As if thinking of something, he lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes covering his blue eyes.Osamu Dazai couldn't accurately describe his expression, nor could he understand his feelings. He could only rely on his understanding of "Nakahara Chuya" to judge that he seemed to be sad.

But why be sad?

The emotion of disgust does not seem to be fake, or if it is replaced, and Zhong Yuanzhong also dies, how would he feel... No, this assumption is meaningless, and he can't imagine such a result.

In other words, this is the character of Zhongya Zhongyuan. Even if Zhongyuan Zhongye died, he would feel sad for him.

"I am loyal to Mr. Mori, and the price is to find that guy." Osamu Dazai saw the face of the top cadre, even though he was 22 years old, he still looked like a boy with a pretty face, and the ocher hair was blowing in the breeze The sky swayed slightly, and the setting sun coated his body with a layer of gold, like a god descending from the world.

"That's why I must take him back." Mr. Cadre said calmly, as if he was stating a simple fact, rather than doing such a horrible thing as traveling through space. "This is what he owes me."

Suddenly, the light was blocked, and the young man in the sand-colored windbreaker stood in front of him, raised his hand and stretched out in front of "Central Plains Chuya".He held a lighter in his hand—the mark of "M" was engraved on it—and ran into his hand at some point, and lit a cigarette for "Nakahara Chuya".

"Then Zhongye, what price did you pay?"

His voice was gentle and cold, more like the judgment of the gods. The next words were like gentle whispers. He bent down and whispered in the young man's ear, "You didn't use any supernatural powers at all during the battle just now."

"What about your gravity, Chuya?"

Then there was a whirlwind, he was pushed against the wall very rudely, the long legs of the top cadre from another world stepped heavily on the wall next to his face, and looked down at him.

"Since the beginning, you've been talking to yourself." "Nakahara Chuya" took a deep breath of the cigarette, and sprayed all the smoke on the annoying guy's face.

initiative?I won't give it to you.

"I can do whatever I like. In what capacity do you intervene? If you are still the Dazai of the port mafia, I won't say anything more. Traitor, are you questioning me?"

The red-haired young man raised the corners of his mouth and showed a vicious smile. He pointed a finger at Osamu Dazai, "So what if you don't use supernatural powers, I will still crush you."

"Tough mouth..."

"I advise you to shut up." The top cadre simply grabbed his hair, and made Osamu Dazai, who was sitting on the ground, look up at him, "You are not him, and I will not show mercy to you."

"There's no way to convince me like this, Chuya." Dazai Osamu actually laughed, as if he heard something interesting, "You seem to be getting angry now, have you been convinced by me? Gravity can't be used anymore Well, this is your "price"? "

His blue eyes looked at him coldly, waiting for him to continue.

"For that guy." Osamu Dazai sighed softly, even in a situation where he was completely suppressed, he still took the absolute initiative, "I just met him today, he is really annoying, selfish and selfish Speaking of himself, he is still very gloomy, and he is a boring person."

"Indeed, that guy is self-willed and annoying. Apart from causing trouble to the organization, he will only cause trouble to me." He was silent for a moment, and let go of his hand. Watching, "But he is the leader."

"The port is the empire he built over the years, and I see everything in my eyes. The respect is not because he is Osamu Dazai, but because he is the leader."

Osamu Dazai could clearly feel that the other party was looking at another person through him, his voice was so low that he could not hear clearly, but looking at his lips, he could still decipher his words.

From the divergence that only appeared four years ago, the world before that will not have changed much.

Zhongyuanzhong also seems to be losing something all the time, but it never stops.The more he carried, the straighter his back became.

The pain is only for a moment, he never seems to stay for a reason, no matter how much he loses, he can still continue to give his heart and embrace the world.

Osamu Dazai couldn't understand this person, he was simply a collection of contradictions, whether he was a partner or an enemy, he was the type he hated the most.The same is true in the Central Plains in another world, they all have naive obsessions that make people hate, he even a little envious of Osamu Dazai who became the leader of the mafia.

"Do you want to come to the Armed Detective Agency?"

There was light in Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes, and he looked at him brightly, "Our welfare here is ten thousand times better than that of the port mafia! Hurry up and leave the black-hearted capitalists and join our detective agency!"

"……what?"

"How was it; were you moved?"

"Not at all." "Nakahara Chuya" was made a little weak by him, and squatted next to Dazai Osamu, and asked quite sincerely, and even used honorifics, "Excuse me, what do you Dazai Osamu have to persuade others?" Do you want to complete the KPI for diversion?"

After speaking, he himself trembled, showing a complicated expression, "The words "You Dazai" are really chilling enough, one of this kind of guy is enough, this world is really going to end. "

Osamu Dazai laughed out loud.

"Let me tell you in advance, even if I am a dog, I am also a dog of the port mafia. Maybe there is a good man in the world, but I have no intention of being a traitor." The top cadre stood up and took out a pocket watch from his pocket Glancing at it, "It's timed out. I don't have time to chat with you, Dazai, I hope we won't meet again in the future."

"You called my name."

"The name is for calling, otherwise how should I call you?"

"If it pleases me, I won't tell him."

Osamu Dazai changed the subject freely, and finally stood up when he saw the officer who had shut his mouth for a moment.He patted the dust off his body, and walked to the side of the pink battery car, "Today is really fruitful - can you lend me this? The detective agency is far from here."

He took out the car keys from nowhere, and "Nakahara Chuya" immediately reached for his pocket, but it was gone.

"It's a pleasure chatting with you. It would be even better if you don't do anything next time. My invitation is always valid. I hope to see you at the detective agency tomorrow."

"Hey……"

my car!

His only means of transportation, that's it, gone.

Shizhi Qiansheng dragged his tired body back to the coffee shop. He gained a lot today, but the accounts were obviously negative.He spent money to deliver food, but he still hasn’t received the payment. In the end, even the only movable property in the store—the small electric car he brought back from the last singularity—was taken away by someone.

His identity was recognized, and he could feel that Dazai's soul had stabilized.He couldn't use the command spell, otherwise he could easily solve their problems by borrowing that magic power.

What he said when he used the identity of Chuya Nakahara was not a lie. When he was still at the singularity, Chuya Nakahara asked him if he could bring Osamu Dazai back, and even used the favor that Qiansheng owed him earlier.

So Qiansheng borrowed his power and promised to bring the wayward leader back.

Compared with human beings, Nakahara is also closer to gods, repelling Chieda Chisho's own power, and can borrow his flesh, but cannot use gravity.

But because of this, Osamu Dazai seemed to have misunderstood something, and the gaze he was looking at him was very subtle, especially when he was about to leave, even he couldn't interpret the moist eyes with no clear meaning.

Forget it, don't think about things that have no results.Sure enough, he didn't get along with Osamu Dazai, and his car was taken away. Is it true that we can only use shared bicycles when we go out tomorrow?

"Mr. Central Plains."

Shi Zhiqiansheng was thinking about what happened just now, and his mind was a little distracted, until he was called by his name again.

Raising his head, Toru Amuro, a newly recruited old employee in the store, was standing in front of him. He cheered up and greeted Toru Amuro.

Toru Amuro took a deep breath, he felt very familiar when he saw Osamu Dazai, and even more so when he saw Nakahara Nakaya again.So after leaving get off work early, instead of going to rest, he went to the police station, searched through the files all afternoon, and then went to the Supernatural Secret Service Division to apply for the transfer of the files, and finally found the source.

Nakahara Chuya, a cadre of the Port Mafia, can fight alone against a heavily armed army.

Osamu Dazai, a former cadre of the port mafia, defected for unknown reasons four years ago, but the dark days of the first days are still alive today.

Toru Amuro's face turned serious. Osamu Dazai meant to say "Bourbon" when he saw him for the first time. Mafia cadres respectfully called him "Chief". What are they planning, or are they connected with the organization? ?

In addition, the little detective also called to inquire, and Toru Amuro couldn't sit still at all.

"Nakahara-kun." Toru Amuro thought about his choice of words, and asked meaningfully, "Do you know "Bourbon"? "

Chieda Chisho felt that Toru Amuro seemed to have misunderstood something, he pondered for a moment, and decided to find a way to make Toru Amuro more relaxed.After all, this is the only one in their store who knows how to cook. If he had known that there might be a coffee shop, he should have learned how to cook.

"I know." The red-haired young man said casually. He raised the brim of his hat and said, "But I'm not interested in it. Of course, red wine is the collection. However, if one day Dazai is killed, I will give you a bottle of cypress wine." Tooth."

Amuro Toru's expression became more serious.